Fleeing California
Imagine a Roadrunner cartoon with the sound of tires squealing, a “meep-meep,” and the fleeting view of the famed chaparral ground cock hauling ass down a dirt road away from you. That was me fleeing California in 2004.
Tag: Nevada
Saying Goodbye to Lilly Pie
Lil stood tied to my trailer, shaded from the late afternoon July sun by a stand of pine trees along my west property line. I sat a few feet away, sipping an ice-cold beer but not enjoying it, fighting back the tears that I’d soon not be able to contain. They had already streaked my…